By 29 years old, I had a job in new york city on Wall Street working for an investment company. My portfolio was so good, they hired me right away. I ...ow was making $50 an hour, with bonuses and profit sharing. I was now worth over 1 million dollars. At only 29 years old. I gave my parents lots of money to help them out of poverty. High school was only 11 years ago and I went from being depressed and suicidal working a shitty job and only being worth $10,000, to now being worth over 1 million. No question mark, either. Instead, only a request.Like a new character introduced in the middle of a TV show’s season, this email opened up a whole new world of possibilities for Mr. Livshitz to exist in as he stroked harder and harder, faster and faster, considering all of the things that may be said in this meeting, but more importantly, what may be done. He could feel himself getting closer, and closer, imagining himself lying back on his desk, Caroline riding him as if their lives depended. It was a Wednesday. I didn’t say anything to MaryAnn on Tuesday. Wednesday morning I told her I wasn’t going to work and when the kids got on the school bus I wanted to take her to breakfast. I know she was thinking the breakfast place on base or maybe Denny’s. For this talk we went to the big hotel in downtown Albany and had a real breakfast with eggs Benedict and Champagne.When we finished breakfast I popped the question. “Do you want a divorce?She looked at me with a surprised look. “You’re. .. is it always this... this... oh god... this... yes, right there... this good?"His tongue had found its way between her legs as she spoke, and she was beginning to have trouble stringing words together."No," he replied simply, and resumed gently, lovingly, working on her quivering pussy.Oh man, she thought. Collette had been right. There was nothing better, after getting your pussy sucked, than getting fucked - and fucked well. She'd had no other lovers to compare Morton to, but wow... He had.